At the miscellaneous office in the back mountain of the Immortal Spirit Sect, the old cannon walked on the narrow mountain road in the back mountain with a bucket. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment, he was sweating profusely and sighing all the way.

From time to time, he glanced up at the distant sky, then looked down and muttered to himself.

"Brother Zhou Lin, where have you been?"

The pace of progress was not very fast, and the water in the bucket was swaying and uneasy, occasionally spilling with the footsteps of the person who walked forward.

The mountain road is rugged, the dense woods on both sides block the sun, and the sparse light casts on the ground, and the old cannon is a little dazzling.

"Huh, why is there a red light there?"

In the dense forest, a trace of red light came into view, and the old Pao Mu Na looked up.

"I've walked this road so many times, and I've never seen a scene like this, what kind of treasure is it?"

The old cannon put down the bucket and looked around for a few more moments before cautiously walking towards the red light.

The mountain behind the Immortal Spirit Sect is clean, and few people can set foot in it except for the disciples of the miscellaneous service department, especially on this mountain road, except for the miscellaneous disciples who fetch water, there are even fewer people who come.

Today, it happened to be the turn of Lao Pao and the other two disciples to fetch water, and when he encountered this scene at this moment, Lao Pao was also a little weak-hearted.

"If it's a baby and you can't let others see it, I'd better take the baby away quickly!"

Thinking in his heart, the speed of the old cannon sped up a few points, and he came to the place where the red light flashed in three or two steps.

It's a pothole, with no end in sight, and at the moment there's a faint mist filling the air, and just a sip is refreshing.

An excited smile appeared on the face of the old Pao Muna, just smelling this breath gave people a very extraordinary feeling, this must be a great treasure underneath.

The pothole is not big, but it can go down.

The old cannon briefly observed the surroundings of the pothole, and then gritted his teeth and cautiously drilled in.

Perhaps because the pit was not big, he immediately blocked the leakage of red light when he drilled in, and there was nothing unusual from the outside.

The other two miscellaneous disciples who were fetching water passed by and saw the bucket that the old cannon had placed on the mountain road.

"That guy from the old cannon must be looking for a place to solve his physiological problems again......

Muttered twice, smiled, hurried by, and ignored it.

As for the old cannon, climb down the hole, and gradually there are water droplets on the surrounding stone walls, which are translucent, red in color, and fragrant.

I stuck out my tongue and licked it, and I was immediately refreshed.

As a result, the old cannon was even more excited, thinking that the treasure below must not be simple.

I don't know how long I climbed, but the old cannon finally reached the bottom of the pothole.

Several staggered red lines pass through the stone wall, and here they are staggered, and it is impossible to see where the red lines come from or why they are intersected here.

But obviously, the place where these red lines intersect is the so-called baby.

It can be seen that there are red droplets of water dripping from the intersection of the red lines, all of which accumulate at the end of the pothole.

Like a small bowl, the water droplets in the small bowl are extremely viscous at the moment.

The old cannon stretched out his hand and dug it, with expectations and expectations, and sent it directly into his mouth.

"Ah...... Baby, sweet in the mouth, sliding down the esophagus, such a warm feeling!

With the liquid inlet, the old cannon screamed comfortably.

But the next moment, his face changed.

His chest started to heat and his cheeks started to redden!

His body seemed to have fallen into a furnace, no!

There was a white mist coming out of his body, bringing out a strong heat!

His consciousness became more and more blurred, and in a daze, he reached out his hand, trying to struggle out of here.

His hand gripped the red line, which was sharp and flexible, cutting his hand.

The blood dripped and merged into the liquid, and it was impossible to distinguish between the liquid and the blood.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the blood flowing out that the old cannon's consciousness cleared up a little.

Feeling the pain in his hands, his face became a little angry.

Then the high temperature in his body, he gritted his teeth and grabbed those red lines fiercely, and pulled them violently!

"Let you cut off my hand!

The red lines are so easy to tear apart, even if the old cannon has exhausted all his strength, there is still no movement.

But his body was so uncomfortable that it seemed that it would not be long before his whole body would be burned to ashes.

People who are dying often burst out with unimaginable power.

Therefore, the red line that could not be torn off was finally torn off by the old cannon.

A handful of red lines slowly squirmed between his hands, and then after he fell unconscious, they followed his hands and drilled into his body little by little.

Underneath the crater, which had no red lines, the bowl of crimson liquid was drying up.

After it dried up, a crack began to appear, then two, then three!

Eventually, the little bowl of condensed liquid was gone, revealing a deep hole!

Old Cannon had forgotten how long he had been unconscious, and when he woke up, it was nearly dusk.

Crawling out of the pit with difficulty, there was nothing unusual about his body.

Maybe it was because the light was dim, so he wanted to leave quickly.

So, he left.

But along the way, he always felt as if he had become different from before.

It was a strange feeling, and looking at the mountains in the distance, he seemed to feel a breath that he couldn't feel before.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, obviously he didn't catch anything, but he felt that his palm was full.

When I breathe, I always feel like something is entering my body along the air.

It seems that something is being absorbed by the body little by little.

It's a wonderful and refreshing feeling.

......

On a withered yellow earth on the Fifth Ring Continent, a figure walked a little embarrassed.

He held a book in his hand, which was in tatters.

This withered yellow earth is full of hot, yellow sand, no vegetation, no water......

"Thirsty ......"

His lips were chapped, and his voice drifted in the wind.

The sky in the distance was overwhelming with a dusk color, blocking out the sunlight and obscuring the view.

The figure squinted and turned pale.

"The sandstorm is coming again...... I can't get through it this time......"

His voice was weak, and he knelt on the yellow sand, watching the dust sweep in the distance.

In an instant, his body was completely covered, and he couldn't see a trace.

I don't know how long the wind and sand lasted, but in the end everything was calm, and it could even be said that the silence was a little scary.

Time passed, and the figure seemed to be buried.

But one day, in the withered yellow sand, a hand suddenly stretched out from under the yellow sand.

There were countless red lines in his palm, twisting and wriggling, and it could already be seen that half of them had penetrated into his palm.

This hand is like a zombie's hand, and when it is outstretched, it does not move.

Until, all the lines of the palm of the hand are drilled into, and everything seems to be normal, and there is nothing unusual.

But the hand moved.

After a moment, the figure coughed yellow sand, patted its head, clutched its chest, looked into the distance and muttered to itself.

"My Ma Xiaohe didn't die?"

"I'm cultivating ...... How did you build the foundation?"

"There's something wrong with my body, what's wrong? I just remember being covered in yellow sand, and then it seemed to fall into the quicksand......"

"Then I saw a red light, a lot of red lines intertwined! And then I tore off the lines......